"Thanks," her voice is raspy and she's still not up to making eye contact when she grabs the offered canteen and takes small sips. Drinking too much at once could just make her feel worse, if she's not careful.

After a moment of hydration, she turns toward Price. "Got a lot of experience dealing with panic attacks?"

She's genuinely curious. He stayed calmed, knew what to do, and respected her boundaries. That's better than a lot of well-meaning people. (Which isn't to say that Price isn't well-meaning, but she's not sure right now.)